I'm Sioux Roslawski and this is my blog about writing, dogs, grown-up children, menopause, the joy of a marvelous book, classroom teaching in general, and specifically, the teaching of writing. You can email me at sroslawski(at)yahoo(dot)com.

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Thursday, June 23, 2011

Book Blurb Friday # 17

Yes, it's Book Blurb Friday.(Actually, it's still Thursday, but if I take too long writing this, it will indeed be Friday by the time I get through.)

The reason why we slather and clamor every week is 1) we get a great photo to inspire us (Sandra, what did you do to the spider web to make it appear so white?) 2) We get to hone our blurb-writing skills (150 words or less) and 3) we get to read everyone else's blurb.

Go to Lisa Ricard Claro's blog, link your blurb to the efficient Mister Linky, and enjoy the other BBFs that are posted.

Granny, I Got the Clicker Now!

Cecil was smitten and nothing—not even that old bat!—could keep him from his one true love.

That blue-haired biddy insisted on watching her shows, as if no one else mattered on the face of this pitiful planet. Lounging in her Lazy-Boy, Granny refused to loosen her gnarly grip on the clicker.

He longed to gaze at his love’s orange, fake-baked flesh as she scampered across the screen…But no! Granny would not give it up!

Finally, Cecil exploded. A new Jersey Shore was coming on; still, she wouldn’t surrender the remote. In a fury, he grabbed Granny’s tiny frame, carried her out into the front yard, and opening the driver’s side door, placed her in the front seat of the ’64 Falcon that sat up on blocks.

That had been seven months ago. “Aaah, Snooki,” he sighed, as he gazed out the window. Had Granny learned her lesson yet? (150 words--whew!)

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Ha...you cracked me up big-time with this, Sioux! They say too much television time is not good for us, but this lad took it a bit too far...LOL. Poor Granny and poor, pathetic Cecil...Snooki may be a dubious catch but even she would have taste enough to avoid this pitfall! Love your story...:)